Over grahams and phantasm
For every bite, how I fly
To the world of fiction
Where candy-coated lines
Covered the ruins of my life.
With every temptation
Of this sweet surreal
I keep on thinking
Could you be real
Or am I just foolish
To ever believe
You're indeed living
Within my tastebuds
Confined inside my heart
Making my life sweeter
With every waking dream
I chase and follow
To sail
a million oceans
To fly
beneath the countless stars
still I find myself
lying on my bed
with you in my head
Waking up
With every grahams
and phantasm
And reality bites
But then you're just
A sweet never
That can never be mine
forever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Marie, this is, quite simply an ace poem. The rich imagery, the flow, and the lingering feeling of quiet sadness that the reader walks away with. Oh, you're a good'un Marie. Well and truly. A 10 is no less than this poem deserves. Warm regards. PS You're another poet that I will study in order to improve my own writing. Thank you for coming here. Gina.